Thought that I better blog this before the CNY ends this Sunday. I bet lots of people had fun during the first few days of CNY but I was thoroughly bored with house visiting and eating. CNY is not an exciting event for me because first of all, I don’t eat a lot and I do not really care for those goodies. I will eat them but sparingly and not to the point of gorging myself. Even for bak kwa, I think I ate less than 1 big slice added up together. Secondly, I don’t gambling and don’t find it interesting. Mahjong or bridge may be a good game to train the brain to strategize but I can never play mind games or strategize well. Not interested in winning people’s money either. And my older relatives always hog the mahjong table or poker cards so those of my generation cannot sit properly at the table to play for fun. Thirdly, CNY is a time where I have to face relatives asking me the usual questions and after that, it’s a silent stare at the TV. Argh.
Last but not least, I dislike seeing strange people during CNY; especially relatives who have disappeared for years and appeared again for no apparent reason. Why do I say that? I have 2 uncles who like to do this disappearing act. One is the older uncle and the other the younger. I am fine with the older one because he will give ang bao when he visits and his family is friendly to us. Sometimes he doesn’t visit because I hear from my mum, he either goes to Malaysia or on holiday or just don’t want to meet us that year. But it’s ok because I feel he is genuine and he will catch up with us by asking questions in a humorous way. This is still tolerable. The younger one, I got a shock when I saw him this year because I cannot remember how long he disappeared, maybe three, four years. And when he came, he sulked with a black face and sat there like a stone. No ang bao, yes, his wife gave but they are estranged. I will never forget how he once came to my house and threatened to slap me for being disrespectful to him. I will never forget at that point of time, I could have taken a broom and chase him out or catfight with him. That’s why when I saw him; I took it as he was invisible. I will never forget how awfully he behaved. You must be thinking why I dislike, no hate him so much. Well, let’s just say he likes to sow his oats and leave his sisters (my aunts) to clean up the mess for him. And of all people, China girls! He never like to work for people and is super arrogant, thinking he is of businessman material. My aunts are too kindhearted to give him money and help him out each time. There’s one thing I cannot tolerate and that is if a person can help himself, he does not and rely on others and does all kinds of dumb things. Worst of all is to think that the whole world owes him a living. Don’t expect me to be respectful to these kind of people. Seriously, I look down on these kind of people and tremendously too. If you are humble, I am ok but don’t expect me to pay tribute or fawn on you like some celebrity. And I do not care if you are my uncle or my older cousin.
Oh, this brings me to another point. This year, I also saw some cousins I never seen for years. I think at least six years because they were all in their twenties and I was still in JC or something. Now I have worked nearly 4 years and they are in their thirties and suddenly appeared. Why? One is a financial planner aka insurance advisor and the other, I don’t know and don’t bother. Sorry but I truly dislike people with motives. I rather you not appear at all and for me, if I am in their shoes, I will not appear at all too.
So you can see, I carried a black face during CNY. Ah well. Anyway, this CNY was the first time I ever bought a red top, though the red top looks abit like a red lantern but I like it. It’s not Over-The-Top. Hehe. Also, this CNY I was smarter. Haha. I brought a book with me to read during all my house visits although I know it’s kind of anti-social but I don’t care, I don’t give a damn. I am not going to waste my time watching hours and hours of TV.
2 Mar 07 - CNY is ending. Finally. It spells relief.
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